Swordsman of the World

Chapter 144 Mysterious Pattern
The difference between a great sword master and a sword master?
The most important thing is that the soul of the sword and the soul of the sword are combined into the sword embryo of the acquired spirit, which makes a qualitative difference in the pure strength and physical quality of the sword cultivator.

At the same time, it can control the spirit weapon, the spirit weapon is a spirit, and has the ability to transform into shape, which can fuse the sword embryo of the sword repairer, and then store it in the body.

Other than that, there is no other difference between a great swordsman and a swordsman.

Great sword masters can also be poisoned and injured, just like Liu Ruyan's poisonous sword soul, she in the sword master realm can store three types of poison in the sword soul, once a great sword master is poisoned, if he doesn't detoxify in time, he will die.

At the same time, if the heart, head, and Qi veins of the Great Sword Master are damaged, they will be killed in one blow. Their physical fitness may have improved a lot, but it is definitely not comparable to the hardness of the magic weapon.

Therefore, facing many foreign sword masters and great sword masters outside Loulansha City, Yang Dong felt a sense of crisis, and he did not underestimate anyone.

After all, he who used to be a sword master in the middle period can kill the great sword master, so naturally he won't capsize in the gutter.

Yang Dong looked at the tents on the sand, some with defensive formations, and some open without protection, he shook his head and said, "The desert is too dangerous, go to the city and find a place to live."

Naturally, Mo Xiaolang didn't have any objections, he just talked about killing three demon sword cultivators while walking.

The thrill, the excitement, Yang Dong said that he had a feeling of being there. It was only after he asked at the end that he found out that the three demon cultivators were all at the level of sword masters.

Yang Dong persuaded him: "Although you accidentally broke through to the Great Sword Master, after all, your foundation is too shallow and you don't know much about swordsmanship. You still need to practice more."

Mo Xiaolang didn't take it seriously: "What does it matter? Brother, I am a heavy martial arts sword soul, and what I pay attention to is big opening and closing. What's the use of swordsmanship and so on? It's enough for me to crush my opponent with rough strength. "

Yang Dong shook his head. He recalled the competition between Tianzhu Sword Sect and Jianmen the year before last. Yue Xuan fought against Feng Rilun, who was ranked fifty. defeated.

"Life and death fight, there are so many absolute things, forget it, you are still young, you will understand in the future." Yang Dong no longer persuaded.

Re-entering Loulan Shacheng, Liu Ruyan was going to join the people in his sect.

Yang Dong took Mo Xiaolang to find a place to stay. Although it was a mess now, most of the sword cultivators were upright people, and there was no incident of robbing other people's residences in the city, and it was uncomfortable to cause public outrage.

Yang Dong tried to use spiritual sources to exchange with others, and finally found a dozen or so, and got settled in the attic of a local loose cultivator family.

The owner is a great swordsman, quite old, and he chattered endlessly: "Remember, if it weren't for the bad times and my son just reached the breakthrough stage and needs help from a spiritual source, I wouldn't give it to you." People from the Bone Dao Palace live here, please be quiet here, and don’t bring any dubious people here.”

"Also, one middle-grade spirit source a day, remember."

Mo Xiaolang scolded angrily: "Got it, old man, it's so long-winded, do we look like people who live for free? The price is so expensive, and the attitude is really bad."

The attic is a whole building, four floors high, enough to call Hua Guzi and the others, but a middle-grade spiritual source a day is a bit expensive, it seems that Yang Dong is rich, so he doesn't care.

Yang Dong opened the window and saw the scenery in Loulansha City, and happened to see the City Lord's Mansion.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaolang came over and asked: "Hey, brother, are you also here to kill the Wood Spirits? I don't think so. If you wanted to kill them all, you wouldn't have rescued them when you were fleeing. .”

Yang Dong pretended to be profound and said: "Join the fun and hone your skills. A sword will rust if it is not sharpened frequently, and a person will be useless if it is not exercised frequently, understand?"

Mo Xiaolang rolled his eyes: "I understand you, a hammer, you've always been polite, and bullied me that I don't read enough books. Since you don't want to find members of the Muling tribe, then come with me to kill Moxiu and avenge my family."

Speaking of the latter, Mo Xiaolang restrained his playfulness, and the flames of hatred were burning everywhere.

"..." Yang Dong snorted, "Do you still remember the characteristics of your enemy?"

Mo Xiaolang clenched his fists tightly and said: "Remember, I can recognize it even when it turns into ashes. It is wearing a silver Taoist robe and a mask of a faceless man. Everyone has tattoos on their wrists. The picture is round, like a Yupei. Oh, I'll draw it for you to see."

Soon Mo Xiaolang took the pen and paper and drew a jade pendant pattern.

Yang Dong casually took it over to have a look, suddenly, his pupils shrank, this, this, this! ! !

He is too familiar with this pattern. Yang Dong has seen it for at least ten years. How could it be this kind of pattern?
Yang Dong was stunned. Because of nervousness and accident, a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Why did the heavens tease him like this?

"Brother? Brother? What's wrong? Are you scared?" Mo Xiaolang yelled in surprise.

Yang Dong came back to his senses, and said absent-mindedly, "No, it's fine."

Mo Xiaolang gritted his teeth and snorted, "Well, it's fine, but when you see someone with this kind of tattoo in the future, kill me to death, okay?"

Yang Dong didn't answer him, what kind of jade pendant is this?

This is the jade pendant worn by younger sister Song Muqing, it is exactly the same as the pattern drawn by Mo Xiaolang.

This is a bolt from the blue for Yang Dong. The life experience of his sister has always been a mystery, because his parents are missing, and Yang Dong doesn't know too much.

Song Muqing also didn't care about the family behind Yupei, she wanted to live a stable life, so Yang Dong almost forgot about it all the time.

But after all, it was worn by his younger sister since he was a child. Yang Dong recognized it at a glance, and there was no mistake.

What does my sister have to do with the person behind this jade pendant?
Yang Dong was still thinking, Mo Xiaolang asked again: "By the way, brother, I met a magic cultivator last time, and he was also a great swordsman. I originally defeated him, but he turned out to have a strong spiritual sense." , directly attacking me with spiritual thoughts, which made my head hurt so badly, if it wasn’t for the divine tree breath you gave me to save my life, I would have died a long time ago, what suitable spiritual thoughts do you have?”

Yang Dong threw it away casually, and handed him the rubbings of "One Thought Breath", saying: "Cultivate from the basics, don't be greedy for merit."

Mo Xiaolang said unhappily: "Hey? Take your time again, I hate taking it slowly, don't you think that I break through the great sword master and I also take a slanted sword? Take my time and how long will it take me to avenge my parents? "

Suddenly, Yang Dong said angrily: "If you are told to practice, then practice. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Mo Xiaolang was taken aback by the furious Yang Dong, and he was stunned. This was the first time he saw Yang Dong get angry since he knew him, because Yang Dong always took good care of him like a younger brother.

Mo Xiaolang stood there holding "One Thought Rest".

Yang Dong rubbed his forehead to calm down his thoughts, and said: "Well, I'm a little tired, you go to rest first, I'll bring some people."

"Oh." Mo Xiaolang responded slightly, and asked again: "Is that girl Xiao Qiao coming? Uh, if I didn't ask, she is only a swordsman, so it is impossible for her to come."

Yang Dong left the attic and found several servants waiting here, left by the master for Yang Dong to dispatch.

Yang Dong was a little annoyed. Mo Xiaolang absorbed a sword fetus with the secret method of the devil, and accidentally cultivated the devil. Now that his devil energy is sealed, it is impossible to guarantee that one day he will break through the seal, and a good person will be ruined like this .

If he had just met Mo Xiaolang, he wouldn't have cared so much about his life or death, but now that Mo Xiaolang is a brother of the same family and has a good relationship with him, how could he bear to watch him sink deeper and deeper.

Secondly, he hated Moxiu the most, and knowing that he was Moxiu, he probably couldn't bear the excitement.

What depressed Yang Dong the most was that his enemy must have something to do with Song Muqing's relatives, right?

When all these things came together, Yang Dong's mood was hard to calm down, and the change of things was far beyond his expectation.

Yang Dong found Song Muqing and his party in Wanbao Pavilion, and they traded a lot of magic weapons for detoxification, suppression of evil energy, and escape.

"Brother~!" Song Muqing greeted him happily when she saw him, and said, "I bought you a Thunder Escape Talisman. It's so expensive, but I still bought it."

There is still one in Yang Dong's hand, and he said softly, "I still have it, you can keep it."

"No, Qing'er just wants to give it to you. If you don't want it, I'll tear it up." Song Muqing imitated Yang Dong's cheating tricks, and Yang Dong had no choice but to accept it.

He looked at the girls again, and said: "I have found a place to live. It is a casual cultivator family in the city. The name of our Bone Dao Palace is still useful. It is necessary for everyone to go in and out without making any noise. No problem."

When they heard that they had found a place to live, all the girls were very happy. No one wanted to sleep outside the desert.

Yang Dong pointed out the direction to Hua Guzi and the others and told them to go back first.

He dragged Song Muqing to a relatively remote abandoned building, next to a dry well.

"Qing'er, show me your jade pendant." Yang Dong suddenly ordered.

Song Muqing was very surprised, why did my brother want to watch this all of a sudden?
She didn't ask, she stretched out her hand to unbutton the collar, Yang Dong took a look, and asked, do you still want to take off your clothes?

Of course, it was just that he was thinking too much. Song Muqing leaned sideways, unbuttoned the two buttons on her collar, and pulled out a red string from between her chest. The red string was tied to the jade pendant.

Song Muqing blushed shyly and handed the jade pendant over.

When Yang Dong touched him, he was still very warm, with the body temperature of Song Muqing's plump and plump chest.

Yang Dong looked at the jade pendant, which was round, dark green, with criss-cross stripes inside, where dragons and phoenixes were fighting.

This is a piece of spiritual jade, even if he has a higher vision at this time, he still thinks it is precious.

However, this jade pendant is the symbol of a certain demonic power!
Yang Dong sighed helplessly, and asked: "Qing'er, how deep is your affection for this jade pendant and the person behind it? For example, are they going to kill me? What will you do?"

ah?Song Muqing, who had just tidied up her clothes, was taken aback for a moment. She never thought that her brother would ask this question. How could she answer it?

(End of this chapter)